Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

Treyton was fuming, he did not say a word

had regained some control, she continued, “You’re a smart man, Treyton. I’ll give you some time to cool down and reflect on your actions. Before you think things through,

in disbelief. He gazed at her, somewhat hurt.

of it as grounding. It’s your punishment for speaking so rudely to the head

word, Gwendolyn turned to address Cedrick. “Could you marshal some men who aren’t on active duty to surround this

nodded decisively. “Very

every single one of them with batons. You have my permission to beat him up if he

Cedrick suppressed his laughter. If it came to that, she would still

everybody must obey me with no exceptions. If you won’t, we’re going to the ancestral hall and I will have you tried according to

I’m scared of a little

you piss me off, I will have you beaten up so severely that you pass out and spend the next two weeks in bed. By then, you

He refused

Cedrick’s, Gwendolyn

“Call me

watched as she and

the car did

soldiers surrounded the villa as if they had

soldiers were not predisposed to negotiations but preferred to strike first instead. Forced back into his villa, Treyton shut the door

was securely inside his house did Gwendolyn and Cedrick disappear into

the following morning at her office at Mossey Corporation,

some of its stiffness. Though far from being on good

health reasons, her secretary had taken

the following

the HR department arrived with

taking her attention off the

her permission, the two

manager had an imposing poise and a handsome face. He

did not so much as look

placed the secretary’s resume on her table. “This

grunted in response, engrossed in typing. She

circumstances. You cannot arrive at the office later than me. When I come in in the morning, I expect a fresh cup of coffee on my desk…” She went on for over a minute

nodded.